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[thepeaklegendoffirstgen]

CONTINUED

Out of sheer humanity and an utter disdain for being called a loser who backs out of their word you decided to go.

Honestly, it’s ridiculous. It’s only been three months, and you still don’t trust him. Or… maybe it’s not even about trust. Maybe he shouldn’t trust you.

Because what was this? Masochism? He’d acted like you tore his heart out, which, yes, you kind of did, but now he’s just sitting back like he’s enjoying watching you walk straight into a trap you laid for yourself. Like some sadistic prince with a front-row seat to your circus.

Yeah. It had to be that. Because he’s still a brat. Ugh.

Surprisingly, even though you were the one who asked him out, he planned everything. Of course he did. The place was a high-end café tucked deep inside one of Seoul’s most elite districts. Privacy? Guaranteed. He made sure of that, clearly.

But the real question was, should you have even come? The whole thing was pure ego. You just wanted to shove him off his pedestal and prove that he was the pathetic one. Wasn’t he the one hovering around you all month, throwing snide remarks, making his presence known in the most irritatingly pointed ways?

And the way he accepted your offer too fast, too easy. That alone should’ve triggered a spiral of overthinking. Because even for his usual aloof, detached nature, James Lee has always been calculating. Cautious. Controlled.

But the date was marked on the calendar. The plan was made. Now, you had to face the consequences.

He was already there, of course, in all his composed, irritating glory. And yes, his bodyguard escorted you in. Did James Lee really need a bodyguard? No. The question was flawed. It wasn’t James Lee who needed protection, it was Diego Kang, the man behind the idol mask.

Anyway what now? What do you say?

“Hello, how are you?”

“Been a while…”

Yeah, it really had.

He pulled your chair out for you. Gentlemanly. Silent. The stillness between you felt sharp enough to slice clean through bone. He was acting fine normal, even , but you knew better. You always knew how things burned and withered under his skin.

He didn’t lose composure anymore. Not now. Not ever.

And yet…a part of you ached. Where had that fiery, wild-hearted James gone? Not that he was dull now no. But he felt distant. Out of reach. Untouchable, even when you were sitting right in front of him.

Ugh. Why were you even thinking like this? This was the first and last time you’d meet him. One mistake is forgivable. Repeating it? That’s just self-destruction. You’d finish the coffee, eat the éclair, and leave.

“Stop overthinking. I won’t kill you,” he said quietly, sipping his drink. His eyes didn’t leave the table.

You fumbled with your glass. “I wasn’t thinking that.”

“Sure. Convince yourself,” he shot back, casually.

“It’s true. Who are you to say it’s false? Some kind of lie detector now?”

“No,” he said, finally looking up at you. “But you still tap the table whenever you lie.”

Your hand froze mid-tap. God. How many times had you done that? Had he always noticed? Had anyone else?

No. Don’t dwell. Don’t spiral. You pulled your hand back and tried to brush it off.

“Look, as I’ve said and I’ll say it again I don’t regret doing what I had to for myself. But the hurt it caused you…”

“Stop.”

“Huh?”

“I already told you. It’s fine.”

“But I still hurt you.”

“If you really cared about hurting me,” he said, placing his mug down firmly, “you wouldn’t have done it in the first place.”

That stung. But it was true. the ugly, uncomfortable truth. You’d tried to sound righteous, to frame your choices as self-preserving. And yet, you also tried to cushion the blow, soften it enough to protect your guilt. So you wouldn’t feel that bad.

Your grip on the glass tightened. You looked away. You couldn’t run from it anymore. You had to face it.

“Okay. So yes. There. You wanted honesty? Fine. Is this why you agreed to meet? To guilt-trip me?”

He stared at you. No response. Just unreadable silence. So maybe it was time to go all in. Let the dam burst.

“Listen...I get it. But don’t expect me to go on some monologue about what I did wrong and right. I said I’m sorry. I am. But that doesn’t mean I’ll walk around with a leash around my neck. What is this...are you Charles Choi now?”

You laughed bitterly, stood up, grabbed your bag.

“I think I’m done. This is what you wanted, right? You got it. Go invite someone else. I’m sure you have a queue of people dying to have coffee with you.”

You turned and started to walk off but his voice stopped you.

“Always, always, always running away, huh?”

You froze. Your back still to him.

“If I wanted to guilt-trip you,” he said, “I would’ve done it a long time ago. I’m not… Look, what happened, happened. And yeah, it was shitty. But it’s done. What do you want me to do? If you feel off being around me, then fine. Go.”

You didn’t move.

“And about your last point that’s exactly why I thought it was okay to meet. Because I figured you’d show up, get it over with. But clearly, someone’s not interested, even after asking me out.”

You stayed frozen.

That was…a lot. All at once. The barely sealed rage. The vulnerability stitched into his words. You sometimes forget he’s human too. And goddammit, he was right. But also, screw him. Who says so many brutally honest things, like it’s nothing?

You wanted to punch a wall. Or his face. But instead, for the sake of your pride and dignity, you spun around and looked him square in the eye.

“So,” you said, puffing yourself up. “You wanted to have coffee with me so bad, huh?”

Weak. That was not maturity. But you sat down again, silent and stiff. He followed, settling across from you. You heard the breath he released, soft. Subtle. Almost like relief.

“Okay. So I was rude. And yeah, screw it—whatever. I don’t want to run away. I’m not uncomfortable around you. I just thought you didn’t want me around. And…I do want to have coffee with you.”

You said it all in one breath, then practically attacked your pastry. You didn’t dare look at him, but out of the corner of your eye, you caught it a faint smile.

Not the teasing kind. Not the idol mask. Just… a quiet, real smile.

He took a bite of his own pastry and looked up. “What are you ordering?”

“This one,” you said. “It’s your favorite, right?”

He blinked. “So…you remember.”

Why did that make him happy? It was just a pastry. A small thing. But sometimes, small things made all the difference.

“I can’t eat it,” he said. “Calories.”

“Oh, screw that. You like it, right? It’s my treat.”

And maybe—for once—breaking his routine wasn’t so bad.

When the bill arrived, of course he tried to pay. But you stopped him.

“I’ll pay,” you said.

“I should.”

“It’s not about should. I will.”

“But—”

“Is this because a man should always pay? Tch. Who cares? I invited you. I’m paying. And if it makes you feel weird, fine, you can pay next time.”

You grabbed the receipt before he could argue again.

Oh.

Next time.

That didn’t sound so bad.

Yeah. Next time, he’d pay.

“Okay. Next time.”

“Yes. Sure.”

And when he smiled, really smiled, you felt something warm bloom quietly inside you. His fingers brushed against yours as you left, and you cursed under your breath. He chuckled.

Next time.

You were ready for whatever came next.

James couldn’t wait.

And you could only wonder.

[thepeaklegendoffirstgen]

All I dream of is your eyes

All I long for is your touch

And, darlin', something tells me, tells me it's enough

You can say that I'm a fool

And I don't know very much

But I think they call-

Oh, I think they call-

Yes, I think they call this love

It was evening. You had just finished your first real date in a long while.

Not that it was anything extravagant, but still it mattered. You now sat beneath the park’s shade, watching the golden hue of the streetlights around you, warm and hushed.

Curfew was nearing, even as his heart quietly yearned for more. Your palms were clammy, fingers brushing against his with all the leftover adrenaline of a sweet but fragile night.

It had been nice. It had been tender. And now, it was ending.

Maybe that’s what it feels like to stop overthinking for once.

Or maybe... this was the last moment you'd be allowed to.

Because his so-called "brother" was no longer a distant name. He’d become a hurricane, one Jake could no longer outrun. The world kept spinning, indifferent. Evil seemed to move faster than good these days. And even if no one said it out loud, this might be the last date the two of you would share.

Not because you were parting ways.

But because uncertainty had become the only certainty.

Time was ticking, and the threat was growing louder.

Still, when he asked, “Did you have fun?” you nodded. You smiled. Then you rested your head on his shoulder.

Because yes, you did.

It was good. It was so, so good to spend time with him.

But…

That but sat heavy in your throat. You couldn’t ignore it.

You weren’t from the Big Deal streets. You weren’t one of the big names in the war ahead. But your heart was already rooted there. Tied to him. And even if you didn’t fully understand the weight of the coming storm, you had no plans of walking away. Not now. Not ever.

So when he laced his fingers through yours and squeezed your hand tight, the silence that followed said more than words ever could. It was filled with everything unspoken, everything understood between souls who’d seen too much too young.

A quiet kind of love.

One buried deep inside the labyrinth, meant to be felt, not explained.

Jake sat with that silence, strangely comforted. And, as often happened, his thoughts drifted...

To the time he’d first seen his mother alone.

To how she still lived alone… but in a “better” way now.

The thought twisted in his chest. Because how could the person meant to be there for you—through sickness, health, everything—leave, and somehow your world became quieter? Lighter?

He hated that feeling.

And he would never, not once, let you experience that same loneliness.

All he wanted now was to protect what you two had built. This small, hidden sanctuary of peace and love tucked away from the violence, the bloodshed, the family legacy he never asked for.

Out of nowhere, you asked, “Are you afraid of your brother? Be honest.”

He let out a short laugh. Deflecting. Like it was ridiculous.

“Not more than when you get angry,” he joked, attempting to sound brave.

You smacked his arm, not letting him hide. He pulled you closer. A full-bodied hug. As if to say, Yes. Yes, I’m scared. Of my brother. Of the future. But most of all, of losing you.

Because that’s what he feared most: losing his people. The Big Deal street. His mother.

You.

And if he had to fight his father’s endless line of offspring, then so be it. He didn’t have a choice.

“I’ll fight your brother for you if you’re that scared of the axe man,” you mumbled into his chest.

His hands were firm on your back, holding you tighter now.

“As I said, nothing is more dreadful than your wrath,” he murmured.

This time, you didn’t respond. You just stayed. Still. Letting the moment breathe.

And for Jake, that was enough.

As long as you were by his side, he could handle anything.

As long as you were safe in his arms, he had nothing to fear.

You sighed, content in his embrace.

And just like that, he knew everything would be okay.

Even if tomorrow he’d leave for Incheon. Even if the road ahead was uncertain and bloodstained and unclear. Even if this peace was temporary.

It didn’t matter. Not right now.

Because you were still here.

Right here.

So he held you tighter.

Heartbeats in sync.

The light in your eyes etched forever in his memory.

Your touch, his wave of relief.

And even if it was foolish…

Even if the whole world burned down around them…

Jake knew.

He knew, without a doubt

This is love.

[thepeaklegendoffirstgen]

Todo suddenly crashes into the Lookism verse...

TODO: Alright, boys! My favorite question of all time.

WHAT TYPE OF WOMEN IS YOUR TYPE?!

GUN PARK: Someone stronger than Johan Seong.

GOO KIM: Someone who can kill me.

JAMES LEE: The one I can wrap around my fingers.

KITAE KIM: One who knows her place.

DANIEL PARK: Kind and caring. The gentle type.

ZACK LEE: Mira. Only Mira.

VASCO: Strong in heart and mind.

VIN JIN: I like em thicc.

HUDSON AHN: Someone brighter than the sun!

JAY HONG: ...

TODO: (leans in) Jay?

JAY HONG: (visibly sweating)

JIHAN KWAK: A tall woman... with a big ass.

TODO: MY MAN!We’re best friends now 🧡

JAKE KIM: Someone I can introduce to my mom.

ELI JANG: Soft. Feminine. Someone who makes me want to protect her.

JOHAN SEONG: Tch. Not interested.

SAMUEL SEO: As long as she doesn’t complain about my chest being bigger than hers.

JAEGYEON NA: Someone cute. Like, really cute.

SEONGJI YUK: Someone I can travel the world with.

JICHANG KWAK: It’s wrong to confine women to a specific "type." Every woman is beautiful in her own way and...

TODO: (Slaps him) Too long. Pick one.

TAESOO MA: The one I can see a future with.

JINRANG: A woman with a strong will.

RYUHEI: One who can awaken... my little dragon.

EUGENE: Ambitious. Reliable. A partner, not just a lover.

SPECIAL MENTION

GAPRYONG KIM: Did someone say women~?

Regret to inform you all, Gapryong Kim met his end seconds later.

James and Kitae were revealed to be frauds.

It was Todo who executed Gapryong after hearing his womanizer ways.

Justice was delivered.

[thepeaklegendoffirstgen]

Is it weird to think that instead of those gooner bait panels, we could’ve had more of Goo or Jaegyeon? Hmm, Idk maybe I’m wrong 😔 I guess I shouldn’t complain.

[thepeaklegendoffirstgen]

I MISSSS SOPHIA TOO😭😭

the OG GOATTT

Gun & James who?

[thepeaklegendoffirstgen]

Man the angles every time Yeowool is on screen bro

[thepeaklegendoffirstgen]

Ewwww of all people Gangnam Landlord? Seriously, ew. 🤮🤮 I don't care if he cries or whatever, after what he was about to do to Zoe? Absolutely irredeemable.

Is that stalker girl coming back too? 💀 If only I could protect my man James 😭

[thepeaklegendoffirstgen]

MAY WE GET ELI OR SEONGJI IN TODAY'S CH

[thepeaklegendoffirstgen]

Yes yes yes !!!!

"I alone am the honoured one" aah mfs

[thepeaklegendoffirstgen]

Idk are you into Undertale fandom but which soul suits to whom in Lookism?

🧡 bravery

💛 justice

💚 kindness

🩵 patience

💙 integrity

💜 perseverance

I didn't include Red Soul because canonically it wasn't stated that it's determination. In fact determination is something that every soul has

Nah, I’m not into the Undertale fandom, but I’ll just base this off the information you gave:

��Sinu Han & Zoe Park

This man didn’t care about his own life and sacrificed himself so Big Deal could be better. Zoe too, because a girl compromising her safety so her friend can be safe? That’s the biggest act of bravery, in my opinion.

💛 Vasco

Hands down. He’s the hero. He has always stood for what’s right, and not once,not even once, has his moral compass wavered. Unlike, hmm, Daniel 💀

💚 Hangyeol Baek…

Ouch. I don’t even want to explain this one 😭😭

🩵 Taesoo Ma

Even after getting knocked down by James twice, he kept honing his techniques, still believes in himself, and is still looking for ways to defeat James. That’s mad patience.

💙 Seongji, maybe?

He refused James’ offer and never handed Vin over to the Shaman, even though it would've been the easier way out.

💜 Zack Lee

His journey from self-loathing and constant self-doubt to finally finding his light is absolute cinema.

[thepeaklegendoffirstgen]

Ignoring my professor’s command to make a PPT praising my crappy department just to write a fanfic instead, that’s all the sign I need to know I’m on the right path 🥀

I’m no longer your obedient little meow meow 😼

[thepeaklegendoffirstgen]

Headcanons of Vinji as a boyfriend please. 🥺

Welcome to the resident tsundere: Vin Jin. He’ll proudly tell you he hated you at first, and he won’t even try to sugarcoat it. Yet somehow, your “ugly ass” won his heart. Calm down, boy.

Dating him? An absolute riot. There’s never a dull moment. Even the most mundane things turn into a masterclass in clownery with this guy.

He’s the type of boyfriend who’ll hoist you up on his shoulders in public if you’re walking too slow not because he’s trying to be romantic, but because “ugh, you’re too slow” (read: he doesn’t want you to get tired). Like I said...tsundere🌱

He’s awkward with physical touch in the beginning. Thinks it's for losers and swears he’s above all that. But the transition? A chaotic mess. One day he’ll randomly grab your hand, mutter something like “you’re such a dunce,” all while absolutely spiraling because he just really wanted to hold your hand. Then come the hugs, then the kisses, and before you know it, he’s a clingy, shameless mess who lives off your affection and won't let go.

Dates are usually arcades or gaming marathons, but he’ll tone it down for traditional stuff if you want. He might even act like a gentleman, might.

You are his number one fan. Even if you're not. He’s decided it’s true. You’re the first person he goes to when he writes a new rap. And sure, part of him will sulk if you give honest criticism, but deep down, he’s genuinely grateful you didn’t sugarcoat it. Even if he did curse you out in the process.

Vin Jin will feed you like it’s his personal mission. If you're down or refusing to eat, he won’t tolerate it. He’ll show up with food and make you eat. On dates? He pays no matter the amount. It’s his way of showing love, something he picked up from Seongji, who never let him go hungry. Food is his love language.

If you’re sad or feeling low, don’t expect comfort in words. But he’ll wrap himself around you and stay until you feel okay again. If someone hurt you? Pray for that person. One day, when things are quiet—not peaceful, just quiet—he might open up about Cheonliang and Seongji. Don’t say anything. Don’t coddle him. Just hold his hand. That moment will be etched in his heart forever.

Also… he will gift you toilet paper💀 He thinks it’s the most thoughtful gift until Mary smacks some sense into him.

Overall, Vin Jin is a boy who tries to act like a baddie but fails miserably because he’s a total dumbass with a big heart. A lover and a fighter. Buckle up. You’re in for a chaotic, loving ride. Because he is the embodiment of "You are only a hater unless you are in love"🤭

[thepeaklegendoffirstgen]

https://vt.tiktok.com/ZSSB1cX5G/

The Kings in this situation with their partner 🥹

Bruhhhhhhhhhhh

I have told multiple times that TikTok is "banned" in my country 😑 and I have mentioned that in my Rules as well 😭

[thepeaklegendoffirstgen]

Man, I gotta say nobody is more obsessed with James than his haters, Gun glazers and Seongji glazers, you’d think they think about him 24/7, nitpicking every little thing about him, and most of it isn’t even canonically correct 🤣 Even as a James fan, I’m honestly shocked like… wow 🤭

"James isn’t strong,"

"James is a fraud,"

"He got plastic surgery,"

"What did he even do to the gangster kings?"

"Seongji died because of him"—blah, blah, blah. It’s honestly hilarious 😹😹

Even on Tumblr 🥀

Somehow James is useless and should be hated…yet all y’all do is post about him. Jump on every single edit and comment with something about Gun or Seongji stuff that’s often the most irrelevant nonsense imaginable. Like, are you that desperate to prove your faves are stronger? Shouldn’t you be content if they really were?

Oh and also god forbid a villain acts like a villain 💀 as if the 1st gen kings aren't gangsters except Seongji and Jaegyeon.

But no, we have got to sneak in our little remarks and force comparisons every chance we get. Can’t be a legend without haters, ig . But the obsession James haters have? It's on another level. Ridiculous😭😆

[thepeaklegendoffirstgen]

Hi, it's me, look, I just wanted to say that your writing is really cool, I really liked it, but anyway, Could you please do a where the reader invites the Lookism men to play a video game with her, a new game she bought. You can do it with the James Lee, Gun, gitae, Jaegyeon.

Thank you sooo much❤️❤️

JAMES LEE

It was a rare day off for both of you, and playing video games seemed like the perfect plan until you remembered who you were up against.

The first match was fine.

The second? Just a fluke, maybe.

The third okay, the mosquito distracted you.

The fourth... not that bad.

But by the fifth loss, you’d had enough.

You threw the console onto the couch and buried your face in the cushions.

“This is so wrong,” you muttered, incoherent and frustrated. Maybe staying in was a mistake. Who in their right mind plays video games against James Lee?

He scooted closer and ran a hand through your hair, barely holding back his laughter.

“Want to give it another shot?”

“Oh, screw you. Isn’t your ego satisfied yet?” you grumbled.

“Maybe not,” he said with a teasing smirk.

“Get lost.”

“Come on, try again. It’ll be fun,” he coaxed, patting your back.

You looked up to find amusement glinting in his eyes. You hated it, but still, your pride couldn’t take another L unless it ended with you finally beating him.

So you tried again.

And you won!

Not because James slipped up, but because—for once—he thought losing might just mean winning in other ways.

GUN PARK

He was reluctant at first but agreed mostly because you weren’t as loud as Goo when playing video games.

Or so he thought.

It turned out you were only quiet when winning.

The moment you lost, chaos ensued.

“Quit whining,” Gun muttered.

“That was a fluke. Let’s go again,” you said, already restarting.

“No.”

“Please?”

“No.”

“Just once!”

“Face the consequences,” he warned, dead serious.

“Ugh, fine,” you huffed.

And face them you did. Because Gun wasn’t just playing to win he was now determined not to let you beat him again. You’d awakened a sleeping beast.

“Hey...maybe—” he began.

“Absolutely not,” you cut in.

“Fine,” he gritted out, but there was the faintest smirk on his lips. You were fun. Annoying, but fun.

KITAE KIM

It was supposed to be a chill gaming session. But watching Kitae play made you wonder: was this really his first time? Or was he secretly a noobmaster all along?

You were winning non-stop, but something felt... off. The room was getting tense. Where was this menacing energy coming from?

“Babe?” you asked.

“Hm?”

“Are you... enjoying this?”

“It’s not that bad,” he replied, eyes glued to the screen, expression unreadable.

You relaxed until he added, calmly,

“For everything I lose here… I’ll make up for it tonight.”

You blinked.

Excuse me, what?

You knew exactly where that was going, but stil... WTF?

JAEGYEON NA

“This is the newest one,” you said, patting the spot beside you. “It even dropped before GTA 6.”

“No way,” Jaegyeon said, taking a seat. “That’s impressive.”

“GTA is old news. Focus on this one.”

You both settled in, and for the first time in a while, Jaegyeon looked completely relaxed. Tongue peeking out in concentration, he was fully into the game.

Which made it the perfect time for your sneak attack.

You leaned over and kissed him mid-round.

He froze, completely thrown off.

“What was that?” he asked.

“Nothing. Just felt like it,” you said with a small smile, spotting the faint blush creeping onto his cheeks.

“Don’t interrupt during games,” he grumbled.

“Oh? So you didn’t like it?”

“I didn’t say that,” he mumbled, eyes glued to the screen now but his ears were red. And every few minutes, he’d glance sideways, wondering if you’d do it again.

Poor thing. He thought it was a distraction tactic. If only he knew it was just pure affection.

[thepeaklegendoffirstgen]

Can I request a fic where reader is affiliated with Allied somehow, probably related to Jay or something. And when Daniel brings Jihan over to the city for the first time so he can go undercover, reader immediately falls for him. Like country boy x city girl type thing.

"So you're telling me Daniel is bringing a new member?" you ask your cousin.

Jay nods.

"And you fought them?"

He nods again.

"Is it a he or a she?" you ask.

Jay opens his mouth, ready to nod again, but you wave it off. It doesn’t really matter. As long as the person’s competent, you don’t care.

Well, maybe a little. The fact that they attacked your cousin does rub you the wrong way, but knowing Daniel, it probably was a misunderstanding. He does have a habit of infiltrating territories like he owns them.

You’d already made up your mind to ignore whoever this new person was.

Oh, how wrong you were.

Nothing could’ve prepared you for the whirlwind that came straight from the countryside.

💘

"Tch. Daniel’s always making us wait," Zack mutters under his breath.

Jay shoots him a look mildly miffed, as expected but you’re too distracted to care.

Even though you’d made a point of saying you weren’t interested, you were easily the most eager to see who it was.

And then he walks in.

"Guys, this is Jihan," Daniel announces. "White Viper Jichang Kwak’s younger brother. He’s here to help us with the mission."

Oh!

So this is the guy.

Jichang Kwak’s brother. The former King of Seoul.

And this guy would be working with you?

Well… he’s hot. Like, really hot. And he’s looking right at you.

And… did he just smirk?

Jay gently taps your shoulder. You turn sharply to look at him. Of course your cousin noticed. You were practically drooling.

"Didn’t know you had a peeping Tom too, Daniel Park," Jihan says casually, still looking in your direction.

"No, it’s not—" Daniel starts, but you cut him off. Your first impression shouldn’t be this bad. You have to fix it.

You get up, trying to play it cool. "Hmm. Hello. Nice to meet you and thanks for joining our group." You extend your hand.

"Someone’s eager," Zack mumbles.

You grit your teeth. Really? This guy, who hasn’t even asked Mira out in years, had the nerve to ruin your moment? Misery really does love company.

"Yes, we should welcome our guest with enthusiasm," you reply with a tight smile.

To your relief, Jihan takes your hand. At least he has manners.

"Nice to meet you too. Let’s stick to the mission, shall we?" he says.

…Wait.

What did he mean by let’s stick to the mission?

Were you that obvious?

As he lets go of your hand and the others gather around him, chatting and asking questions, you feel the embarrassment set in. Were you coming on too strong? Maybe it was just your nerves but did he sense that?

Ewwww.

He probably thinks you’re creepy.

You stay quiet for the rest of the meeting, only nodding and chiming in when necessary. You stick close to Jay, fully avoiding Jihan’s gaze. Zack keeps shooting you smug, knowing looks, as if to say you lost the game before it even began.

As soon as the meeting ends, you rush toward the door, hoping to catch some air. Escape would be more accurate. But just as you're about to slip out—

"Hey, you," Jihan calls out.

You freeze, then turn. "Yes?" You awkwardly tuck your hair behind your ear.

He hands you a packet of pills.

You blink. "What’s this for?"

"You looked constipated. Thought this might help," he says, dead serious.

What the hell!

That’s what he was staring at?

You thought you were acting demure. Very Cute. Very Classy.

Zack bursts out laughing. "HA! I told you!"

"This goes beyond negative. I can’t even mark it," Hudson snorts.

You want to slap both of them. Or run. Or both. How did they even hear that?

You’re ready to shrivel up and die...

"Once you’re feeling better," Jihan adds casually, ignoring the chaos, "maybe coffee won’t be such a bad idea?"

Wait.

Did he just—

Oh.

OH.

You heard that right.

Yes. Yes yes yes. You’d swallow all these pills. No problem. Problem solved. Cool as hell.

"Okay. Great. No problem!" you blurt.

You did it.

You actually did it.

You skip out of the room doing a little victory dance, Jay silently following, Daniel still confused, Vin muttering, Zack and Hudson staring like they’ve seen a ghost.

Jihan watches you go, humming to himself.

Did Seoul turn into a circus while he was gone?

He’s not sure.

But at least he got a date.

[thepeaklegendoffirstgen]

The boys of the second generation introduce themselves to their in-laws, but have the misfortune of meeting a mother like Heather's. Who sent them to investigate and seriously asks them to break their relationship with her daughter since she does not want her to be with someone like them. She even asks them to tell her an amount of money to transfer to her and thus get out of her daughter's life. How would the boys take this? I can already imagine Eli having deja vu again 🥺 (not counting Jay, he certainly accepts that one 😓)

Will never back down this is insane, and unless there’s a genuine reason to end things, they won’t even consider breaking up with you. They’ll fight tooth and nail to protect the relationship:

~ Daniel Park, Zack Lee, Vasco, Jake Kim, Hudson Ahn

To them, this demand is ridiculous. They're not letting go over something so absurd. They'll stand by you, no matter what.

All they see are glaring red flags in your mom. The fact that she’s offering money instead of reflecting on her own behavior? No thanks. That just proves how toxic she is.

~ Johan Seong, Vin Jin

They don’t want the money. They want you to be okay. And now, more than ever, they’re determined to treat you with even more care because clearly, your mom won’t.

Who even is your mom to offer money like that? And what’s her problem anyway?

~ Samuel Seo, Eugene

They’re not subtle about their disdain. The audacity is off the charts, and they’re not having it.

Do you get déjà vu? (Olivia Rodrigo voice..)

~ Eli Jang

If someone, especially a parent tells him to break things off, it hits a nerve. That sense of not being enough creeps back in. He won’t take the money, but deep down, he wonders… maybe your mom’s right. Maybe he is the problem. And that thought alone could break him.